Kai Winters Mechat Novels & Stories

We reached the central chamber and stopped. At the center stood a massive machine, alive, pulsing like a mechanical heart, surrounded by glowing tubes. Floating in one of them was me. Or something that looked exactly like me. Kieran cursed under his breath. "That's her." The false Kaia floated in stasis. Eyes closed. Hair drifting like smoke. She wore a white gown. Her body looked perfect. Not a scratch. Not a scar. Not a history… Just a replacement. "She's almost done." Null's voice cracked. "Another few hours and she'll sync completely."

"But there is a lot of wood under that snow, Mara. And we have eighty-four wolves who need more floor space." "Eighty-nine," a deep, rumbling voice corrects from the doorway. Kai steps out onto the porch, looking incredibly handsome in his dark winter gear, his silver blades already strapped to his thighs. He stops beside me, pressing a warm, sleepy kiss to the crown of my head before looking out over the buried courtyard. I lean into his side, a soft, proud smile touching my lips as I remember the terrified, freezing men trembling in the back corridor just hours ago. "Eighty-nine," I agree softly, lacing my fingers through his. "Have our newest recruits thawed out?"

Voices murmured, bets were whispered, and in the background, the steady thud, thud, thud of fists hitting punching bags filled the silence. His gaze flickered around, searching. "Looking for the little lady?" Kane turned his head slightly, finding Sebastian smirking at him from the corner. "Where is she?" Kane asked, his tone clipped. Sebastian leaned against the wall, arms crossed. "She got summoned." Kane's brows furrowed. "By who?" "Boss man himself. New machine came in, needed her hands on it, I guess." Kane's jaw tightened. McLauren had called her?

The woman laughed with a wave of her hand and Caitlyn joined the short laughter. "One thousand and two hundred, ma'am," The cashier told her after calculating the items and packaging them. Caitlyn brought out her card and paid. "Seven bags, wow!" She mouthed to herself and followed it with a heavy exhale. "Good thing I'm here!" A familiar voice said behind her. Caitlyn quickly turned to see Martin looking insanely hot. He wore a white hoodie with matching colored pants. His hair wasn't gelled back and Caitlyn had no idea they were so full and curly!

I greeted him as the girls smiled at me which I gladly returned back. "This is Myra and she's from India." He introduced me first. "She is Makena Kendi, she's from Africa." He said "And she is Park Ji-hyun, she's from South Korea." He said "Nice to meet you." We said to each other and shook her hands. "They're going to work with you on your next photoshoot." He said as I smiled widely at them. "It'll be nice working with you guys." I said and they smiled back.

*Aaron* I don't know about you, but waking up next to someone as extraordinary as Winter can do funny things to a guy. Today, I felt like I was plugged into an energy grid or something. I woke from deep sleep, blinking against the golden rays pouring through the window, only to find Winter still lost in her dreams, her red hair swirling around her like a fiery halo. For a moment, I just sat there, taking in the sight, wondering how someone so ethereal could exist in my world. The tattoo on my chest—a northern star—seemed to pulse in sync with my heartbeat, thrumming with the same energy I felt when I marked her.